Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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I walk with the little one
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Flash de vovo is the city
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There are good sons of bitches
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But that's how it is, that's the city
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What makes strollers
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Me it annoys me, I don't know who it is
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You're nice in the street
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In T-Max, you make us matrixed
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Everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Oh, la, la, yeah la miss, hola
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La, la, you doing alone there, there
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La, la, I got the bass drum there
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La, la, tell me where are we going
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Oh, la, la, she's cute
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La, la, she is so beautiful
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La, la, but he wanted more of her
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La, la, and she wanted to go
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Behind my back it speaks
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Behind my back it talks, ah
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Like gossips at the bar
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Only wires to Escobar
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She is beautiful even in mañana
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All cute in her pajamas
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I forbid you to talk about my girl
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I forbid you to talk about my mamma
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I walk with the little one
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Flash de vovo is the city
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There are good sons of bitches
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But that's how it is, that's the city
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What makes strollers
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Me it annoys me, I don't know who it is
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You're nice in the street
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In T-Max, you make us matrixed
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Ouh, with what I have, I think I make them jealous
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I don't care, we did the four hundred blows
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Ooh, and now you're thugging me
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Oh, but well tonight I forget everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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But well tonight I forget everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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I walk with the little one
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Flash de vovo is the city
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There are good sons of bitches
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But that's how it is, that's the city
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What makes strollers
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Me it annoys me, I don't know who it is
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You're nice in the street
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In T-Max, you make us matrixed
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Ouh, she's flirtatious miss, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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She gotta take care of herself, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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Oh, she call you "mi amor", oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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She's got a heart of gold, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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There are good ones, it's the city
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There are traitors, this is the city
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Trouble is the city
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Descents are the city
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Motorcycle stolen, it's the city
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Les moulons is the city
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The mythos are the city
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The prison is the city
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I walk with the little one
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Flash de vovo is the city
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There are good sons of bitches
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But that's how it is, that's the city
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What makes strollers
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Me it annoys me, I don't know who it is
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You're nice in the street
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In T-Max, you make us matrixed
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Everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
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Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything |